Watched loads of horror movies way too early without fuss, but for whatever reason the Father's Day sequence of Creepshow really got me. "The Red Skeleton" was a persistent fear for like a solid summer. And my grandfather never missed his chance to joke "well I always thought he was funny."

Sleepy Hollow Reviews 🎃🐎@sleepingvillage.bsky.social · 4d ago

In honor of scary media month: what is the first piece of media you remember truly frightening you as a child?

It's October! Enjoy some short webcomic ghost stories from the haunted corners of the Arkansas Ozarks. In fact, that's most of the corners around here. www.backwoodfolk.com/ghosttowns/

Been futzing with that rarebit template a bit in the background of everything. I dont have anything fancy to show yet but having fun. Feels like the heir apparent to comicpress in a lot of ways with a lot less headaches.

It's October! Enjoy some short webcomic ghost stories from the haunted corners of the Arkansas Ozarks. In fact, that's most of the corners around here. www.backwoodfolk.com/ghosttowns/

Welcome back to the Po’Dunk Farmer’s Market where you might never wanna leave! Drop by Gilly’s booth if you *really* wanna stick around.

I will say, it's been fun really doing more posters and flyers this year.

I dunno dude, some things are better served in a local alt weekly than a national newspaper.

In the parking lot of the grocery store watching the social contract get shredded again.

Been building up my music library again. Found some relics of a different era when I lived with a dude who ran a cassette label. Plays like a time capsule already. Lotta good buddies on here and a good number kept it going bigger and better (including the roommate!)

I'll have an illustration in @crossroadsfolk.bsky.social's second issue! Had a lot of fun putting it together and I can't wait to read the rest!

Crossroads: Folk Horror in the United States@crossroadsfolk.bsky.social · 2w ago

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Webcomics and digital releases for comics only remain an evolutionary dead end because we keep shooting them the moment they crawl on land.

Some days you just wake up to a mystery rooster on the loose in your yard. Where'd it come from? No idea. No one in my neighborhood even has chickens.

Hell yeah. Issue 3 is finished.

The increasing uncertainty of the future and constant sense of doom being perpetuated by every single headline is setting the stage for a pretty devastating cultural resurgence of YOLO.

Right up to lettering the last stretch of Issue 3. The beautiful threshold where its no longer back and forth dialogue and narration but mostly exclamations and sound effects.

When I check the box for no signatures on a comic Kickstarter questionnaire I need you to know it's not because I think you aren't important. I just don't wanna cramp your hand any longer.

America is really at its capacity for people that are aspirationally L Ron Hubbard.

There's a lot of handy tips on how to do comic storytelling and then there's a whole lot more preferences that get dressed up as rules and said as ultimatum.

I keep getting mad at the whole hot take industrial complex while also signing up for the factory tour every single day. Might be a little on me at points.

Editing dialogue sometimes just a struggle between "This flowery line is too mechanical!" vs "This mechanical line is too flowery!" until the sun goes out.

A lot of character work in Issue 3 has been figuring out which character is the kind that says "bigfoot" which says "sasquatch" and who's the weirdo dropping "hairy biped"

"Well, it's video game commercial day again"

Something grimly revealing about the people most inclined to sell folks on the idea that AI is alive remain the most hellbent on using it as a little servant.

"I'm Tom Cotton here on my family farm in Arkansas"

Helloooo Happy Bandcamp Friday!!! Buy me a coffee or metro fare by getting a copy of Last Day of Summer, it's perfect for this very specific time of year! The pools are closing soon... #bandcampfriday #summer #fall ghoulnoise.bandcamp.com/album/last-d...

Last Day of Summer, by Ghoulnoise

5 track album

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I have a short story I've read at events that always elicits a couple of "oh it's the one where the dog dies" by friends and it brings up two immediate thoughts. First that it's wild how much of a narrative shield we expect on precisely one kind of animal. And two, the dog doesn't die in the story.

Honestly the more something's budget is touted the more turned off I am. Brain does disconnects when you show me something evoking an 80s-90s crime thriller and then tell me it cost more than anything ever made.

Oh hot dang I dug the hell out of Camp Miasma.

Taking this media regression stage even further. Listening to terrestrial radio and calculating what kind of caller I will become.

The migratory patterns caused by actively hostile platforms really suck for building anything. Not breaking any new ground with my morning frustrations, but here they appear again.